swampy shenanigans [open]

Feivel couldn't put their finger (or lack thereof) on why exactly they liked the Sourglow Swamps more than the Smiley Sands. After all, they'd been born in the desert, so that was where they should've felt the most comfortable. It was what they knew. It was familiar. But between the humidity in the air, the damp grounds, and the fascinating new life here in the Sourglow Swamp, Feivel felt right at home. Something about it just fit, like a missing puzzle piece that had finally found its place. The sands were nice and everything, but the heat, dryness, and overall isolation of the desert were unfavorable, especially in comparison to what the swamp had to offer--like pets!

Since Feivel had befriended Moore, the Overgrown Lokit, the duo had been wandering around the region and visiting all the sights there were to see. Their slow-paced journey was short-lived, however, as Moore ran straight into a Bleeding Heart Tree. The Lokit sang a pitiful melody and fell to the ground with a wet thud. The magenta blobling turned and raced to Moore's side, worry painted on their tiny, round face. "Oh, no! Are you okay?" Feivel asked frantically. The Lokit continued its song and shook its head fervently in a desperate attempt to get its long, flaming mane out of its face. "You can't see very well, can you?" Feivel asked, and Moore crescendoed in agreement.

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